I was happy, I really was. Or should I say I was happy with my internal system of beliefs. Yes, there were the odd messy things such as Tarot cards and Aliens to mention two. But on the whole I could live with those bumps in my understandings.
But then, along comes the monkey with a wrench and drops it square in a place where it hurts. What is one to do with such simian reprobates?
Let’s start at the beginning or rather up until a couple of weeks ago. At that time and a significant time before then, I was happy with my understandings of Death and the smidgen of time thereafter. As this blog notes (on several occasions) I have no aversion to the notion of shades as the energetic remains of people (and animals) death.
It’s just like a physical corpse, only in this instance an energetic one. And to a large extent I am still comfortable with that notion still. But what then about our spirits? Well therein lies the rub, as the Bard would say.
My faith (note the use of the word) was that spirits where not of this world. Now, when I say of this world, I include the energetic domains, parallel universes, other dimensions etc. They (in my Faith) were just not active or accessible in this world. Now you might be asking all kinds of questions such as ghosts, mediums and feelings of a person. But frankly there are umpteen answers to each of these questions and none that require the return or presence of the departed.
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